Category: Writing
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Why?
Why write? Why take this path? It’s a question I’ve seen float about on a lot of blogs. The typical answer after much meandering is “Because I’d still do it anyway. It’s like breathing. I’d die inside if I didn’t write.” Okay. Fair answer. It’s the same answer everyone gives. It’s the answers readers and…
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Desperate to Breathe
Some days the words spin around my mind, demanding I open my mouth and gasp to let them out. Sometimes the ideas whip like angry tendrils of air from my fingertips – pages of words that take my breath away with frightening gloriousness of it all spinning before me. They dance and swirl around me.…
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Editing, Critquers and The Broom
So I’ve moaned about the dearth of critiquers in my scant circle a few times. Aside from the “I Intended to, but…” crowd, the majority I get hit with is the “You must change it this way, my way, or you will fail!” group. I recently broomed off a guy from the second camp. Which…
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Seeking the Flames
Some nights the words scream through my dreams. I have to get up and let them out or my skull will explode with the pressure. Sometimes my fingers move like a blur on the keyboard, the friction of my pace enough to make me wonder if my hands will ignite in flames. Other days I…
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A Dark Desire…
I have a confession to make. I want to be my characters. Even my most pathetic, wallpaper background character has more courage than I do. I want to live my characters’ adventures. I want to be able to throw responsibility to the wind and not have to pay the price for it. I want friends…
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Without the Flowing Madness
Some nights the words bounce around my skull, demanding I rise early from bed and let them out. Sometimes the ideas pour from my fingertips – reams of bumpf carrying tiny nuggets of fool’s gold to urge me on. They sparkle in the flow. They glimmer. They invite me to dip my hands in and…
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